Certain songs belong to the conclusion of a Commers, or drinking meeting. With the last song, the glasses are turned upside down according to the old song, and the brother revellers, wish each other a good night.
I take my dear glass in my hand
And bear it to the Underland.
I fetch again my glass so dear,
And hold to th' right and to th' left ear.
My glass unto my mouth set I,
And drain it to the bottom dry.
The right thing to the glass do we,
What was above must under be.
The glass must walk the land O!